Sunday 6th April..chilly morning, mist on all the surrounding hills...Terri wandered off with the video camera while I cooked some toast n coffee. Packed and on the road to Omeo. The woman in the tent still not surfaced at 9am...dunno how she's travelling around. Omeo is the next town still heading southish, before we start to head north again. Still very rugged terrain, the cattle on the hillsides must be crossed with mountain goats. Thru' Omeo, just the other side spotted 3 old International Scouts in a paddock....the biggest single...